Life is what I like to call the everyday hiccups and nuances that pop up out of nowhere. And by that definition, I would say that we have been living life to the fullest these days.
The first major occurrence was Chris's car breaking down, leaving us with one car for a few days and having to take Chris to work at 6:00 in the morning.
The second (and same day as Chris's car breaking down) was losing my phone in Target. Similar to losing a needle in a haystack I would say. But, they found it! I was amazed and so happy not to deal with the hassle of getting a new phone. Until...water spilled all over it a couple of hours later. I followed advice, and put it in a bag of rice right away and it quasi-worked. My phone is now working, but I have to tweak it to do anything. For example, to text I have to press 'New Message' twice and then 'End' for the screen to appear. Why, you ask? No clue. And my 7's don't work. I can't delete any messages and can't call any number with a 7. Oh, and the screen is still fogged over in water condensation so I can't really see what I am doing anyways. It's quite pathetic, really. Needless to say, it may be time for a new phone.
Third, the formula that Logan supplements with was recalled. Why she is supplementing is a story all it's own, but I am not thrilled about it. And the fact that the formula that I finally found consistent was recalled made me very upset. Mad in fact. Mostly because I hate giving her something that could be potentially hazardous and the fact that I don't have much of a choice in the matter.
Fourth, I start work on Monday and have been anticipating it with stress. I am not stressed about the work itself, but rather juggling to the two things and being good at both. I'm not great with change and there has been a lot of it these days. Luckily, my boss is making extra efforts to make the transition as easy as possible for me and I am so very thankful to be working from home. I have said it before, but my job and the people there really can't be beat.
Lastly, the little miss has been fussy. There, I said it. No one wants to admit that their child is fussy. It makes you feel like a bad parent. It makes you tired. It hurts to think that your baby may be in pain. It makes you frustrated with your partner and he with you. It makes other's advice hard to hear when you feel as though you have tried everything - not to say I still don't listen and appreciate it. Would I go so far as to say she has Colic? Certainly not. She really is very happy during the day, but I would say that you may want to stay away from the hours of 4pm - 10pm. Seriously. I do know that babies are supposed to cry and I expect it! But in the evenings with Logan, she cries when she eats, after she eats and for a couple of hours at a time afterwards. Then, the process starts over. It's painful to know that your baby is in pain and you can't figure out why. I really hand it to parents A) with more than one child - how do you do it?! and B) To parents who have a truly colicky baby 24 hours a day. I can't imagine.
Things are looking up, however, and 'life' seems a little less hectic today. I went for a run, Logan is napping and Chris and I are going to our friend's wedding tonight.
Life is good - even when it's a bit crazy.